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God Never Came There

Broken beams across the doorwayPlaster cracked and peeling paperNicolette wears dirty dressesBathes herself in last week's waterTheir roofs are tin and beaten metalThe skeletal have rusty voicesSylvio, he sleeps on headlinesDreams of love and lemon ices

But he doesn't believe, he no longer praysWhat's the point, He's not listening anyway'Cause God never came hereHe sold them a lieGod made a fool of themGod passed them by

God presents the global franchiseBodies packed like saints entombedGive us now your happy mealsBless the sin of baby boom

We starve and you demand we prayTo the faces etched in stoneAuction up your ancient wealthSo we can build ourselves a home

We need blankets, not you blessingsSend us shoes instead of angelsTime instead of biblesBring us bread instead of prayers